The not so beautiful noises of the city

What a racket this morning. Woke to the jarring crashes of a house demolition 4 doors away. Next up, structural renovation metallic banging from next door. Mix that with summer holiday children already getting the max of TV and Playstation time and more than usual heavy truck traffic in the neighbourhood. Poor Paul Weller was struggling to be heard on my iPod on the walk to the subway. I'm heading to the office for some peace and quiet, wind down quarter end business, and dream of a quiet water's edge somewhere (and maybe that Blu-Ray Hawaii or Serenity sampler will come in handy later tonight).